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Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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MAGISTER LUDI
So, who are you?Mr Teacher.Oh yes. And what do you teach?I teach people what they already know.And what’s that?That they have nothing to learn.And how long does that take?Usually, many, many lifetimes. Of hard work? Of hard suffering. If you … Continue reading
Posted in Ego Ego God of the Jungle
Tagged circus, dance, Dog, farmer, fox, learn, lifetimes, Magister Ludi, rabbit, suffering, teacher
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THE SUN SHINES
The sun shineson the pathsilent and still. Either sideshadowstwist and turncalling on the mindto lose itself in a dancewith its own reflections. .
Posted in Blondin
Tagged dance, mind, path, reflections, shadows, silent, still, sun
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YOGA
Mind moveswith the breathwhich fuels this articulated dollfrom birth to death. What starts out as routine maintenancefor a puppet with entangled stringsdevelops to a share in the danceof the dragon that eternally sings. But, first, the intention,clear and well definedfor … Continue reading
SERPENTS
The Serpents dance hypnoticallyfilling the Void with Thought.And in their game of wish-fulfilmentthe Sons of Man are caught. Slaves to the Dream Creations,enflamed by its Hot Desires,craving ever-new sensations,singed by the Ancient Fires,they sinkfrom brightness into embersfrom cinders into dust,with … Continue reading
Posted in Gnomonic Verses
Tagged Ancient Fires, dance, dreams, dust, Lust, Masters, Perfect Peace, serpents, sons of man, thought
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IN PRAISE OF WORDSWORTH’S DAFFODILS
I wandered lonely with the crowdto dine by moonlight where the mermaid goeswhen, looking up, I saw a cloudof jostling dancing mosquitoes:above my head, above my seatspinning down hungrily for something to eat. Continuous as the stars that shineand twinkle … Continue reading
Posted in Gnomonic Verses
Tagged daffodils, dance, dancing mosquitoes, Gnomonic Verses, humour, lonely as a cloud, mermaid, moonlight, praise, solitude, sparkling waves
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SILENCE
Opium heals, applying a chemical bellows to the Vital Heat; a golden silence. At what cost! Matchstick limbs out of Auschwitz, fever-bright eyes. Such sweet poison! Music heals, early music; Greek Olympian music. Clusters of notes with open phrasing dancing … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged Blondin, Brian Taylor, Centre, dance, silence, sky, star, void
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